Mastered By The Boss by Opal Carew Page A

sex before he left.”
    Serena’s face lit up. “Yeah? That’s great. That
should hold you.”
    Kali rested her face on her hand. “The problem is, I
don’t think it will.”
    Serena frowned. “What do you mean? Wasn’t it good
this morning?”
    “It’s not that. It was sensational.” She frowned.
“And fast. But there was this lovely moment when he held me and…”
Tears prickled at her eyes.
    Serena reached for her hand. “Oh, honey, what is
it?”
    She shook her head, then grabbed the paper napkin
and dabbed her eyes. “I just…” She gazed at Serena. “It gave me a
taste of what I really want. And I know I can’t have it with
him.”
    Serena squeezed her hand. “Are you sure?”
    “Of course. You were the one who pointed out that
it’s an office fling. And there’s no place in a straight sexual
arrangement like what Mr. Blair and I have for romance.” She
sighed. “Or for a future.”
    “Honey, did you ever think I might have been wrong?
Maybe you and he—”
    Kali shook her head. “No. I’m done living in a
fantasy world of what-ifs or maybe-it-could-happen.”
    What she wanted was to be with him every day. To go
home with him at night. To sleep beside him.
    Kali’s jaw clenched. “I need to face the cold, hard
facts.”
    “And those are?” Serena prompted.
    Kali stared at her hands. “As I said before, this
relationship just isn’t enough for me. A quick fuck in the office,
then back to work. Then while I’m away from him…on weekends or when
he’s away on business…I’m just on hold.”
    Serena nodded. “I get it.” Then she squeezed Kali’s
hand again. “You’re in love with him.”
    Kali glanced at Serena, ready to deny it, but then
she slowly nodded. “I guess you’re right.”
    She was in love with him. She’d fallen deep
and hard shortly after starting to work for him, but she had
convinced herself otherwise.
    And what she wanted most was a future with him. But
that just wasn’t on his agenda.
    So now she had to find a way to move on.
    * * *
    Ryan slid his hand in his pocket as the plane
accelerated along the runway and ran his fingers over Kali’s silky
panties. God damn, but the woman got under his skin. He had thought
this sexual arrangement with her would alleviate the constant ache
he had for her, but it simply seemed to drive it higher. The daily
fix of fucking her wasn’t enough to get him through the weekends,
when he spent the whole time yearning to drive his cock into her.
He had decided that it would be good for him to miss their Monday
morning tryst before his trip, then the damn woman had given him
her panties.
    His cock lurched at the memory of sliding his hand
up her smooth thigh to find her totally naked under her skirt.
    He longed to pull her panties from his pocket and
glide them along his cheek, but there were other passengers around
him.
    That night in his room, he still couldn’t get her
out of his mind. She’d been haunting his thoughts during the long
afternoon and evening of meetings. All day, he’d itched to pull out
the scrap of silk and gaze at the tiny garment, but he was never
alone. Now, however, he slumped into the armchair in the sitting
area of his suite and tugged them from his pocket.
    Fuck, burgundy silk with ecru lace trim. He stroked
then over his cheek, then buried his face in the silk. He unzipped
his pants and pulled out his excruciatingly hard cock and stroked
it. Images of Kali danced through his mind, filling him with
fantasies of erotic adventures. He jacked himself off in no time,
then sat in the chair, physically spent. But his need for Kali no
less urgent.
    * * *
    Ryan got off the plane and hurried to the limo. He
wanted to see Kali. His last meeting had been over lunch, then he’d
flown back right afterward. Now it was near the end of the business
day. He pulled out his cell and called the office.
    “Mr. Blair’s office, Kali here. May I help you?”
    His heart soared hearing her sweet voice.
    “Kali, I’m on